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AKANSHA'S POV
his hand was on my cheeks as he wiped my tears. there was something about him that made my heart race every time he touched me. and the irony is i never felt unsafe or uncertain with him.
i may not know him as a person but i just know that he would not hurt me, its in his eyes. i wanted to storm out of that office one moment and the other i felt like staying there forever .
and then he said something, and it felt like the ground had slipped beneath my feet.
"but that's the thing akansha i do care" in the most sincerest and decent voice.
"why would he like me, he could get any girl he wanted. I'm nothing I'm a nobody." i thought to myself.
his hand still on my cheek gently caressing it.
how was i supposed to speak. it felt like my brain had stopped working completely. i could not form words and every thing felt too much. i never thought about being in a relationship after that one moment and i never felt that somebody could like me. I never want to go through everything again.
i took a deep breath and finally pulled myself together.
i swallowed as my throat felt dry. i know that he could sense my fastened breath.
" what do you mean?" was the only thing i could get myself to ask.
he gently moved his fingers from my cheek to my chin and raised my face to match his level.
" it means that i care about you and i care about what people say regarding you."
"WHY" the words left my mouth as soon as he finished speaking.
why does he care for me. i felt like running away from their and never coming back, because i cannot handle this right now.
he didn't say anything, instead he took a deep breath and took a step backwards.
"that's an answer for another day, right now you tell me exactly what happened back there" saying this he walked away and leaned against his desk. leaving me alone, standing in the middle of the room.
i didn't let the fact that he cared about me distract me from my motive, which was to find out exactly what was going on in his head. because if he does not tell me whatever he has planned i would not be able to breathe properly.
" this is not a movie Mr. Malhotra, either you give me a proper response or I'm handling out my resignation letter as soon as i step out of this office." i said in the most impatient tone.
i said the last part to conform my suspicion because if he does like me, he wouldn't let me leave from here.
